Jordan Uses the Name Your Price Tool

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I turned around slowly to look at the person with the gun.

"Abby?" I said as I looked at her.

"It's Hitler's wife to you," she replied.

"Wait... what?"

"I'm Hitler's wife! And I'm going to kill you now!!!"

"WAIT!!! Why? And how?"

"Listen, the details don't matter right now. Now STOP TALKING SO I CAN SHOOT YOUR FACE!!!"

"Abby! Please don't! Come on... I know there is a good person in you! Just don't shoot me!"

"Ha! Any good that was left in me was beaten out in the academy!"

"Academy?"

"Yes!!! I'm not Hitler's wife for free. I had to work!"

Then Alexa broke in: "Okay. Well, I guess there isn't anything we can do. Go ahead and shoot us."

All of a sudden, Jenna came out from behind Abby and beat her across the head with the hilt of her katana, causing her to fall to the ground, unconscious. Then Jenn walked over and slashed the lock off of the cage with her blade.

"I figured you guys might need help, now let's go."

Batman lifted Abby onto his shoulder and Emma, Jake, and Ciara pushed the cage open. Then we ran back out of the basement.

Time skip brought to you by clouds. I don't know why, I'm just starting at clouds as I write this.

When we made it back to the first floor, we decided to split up... again.

"Let's split up again," Flo said, "Me, Matt, Jordan, Alexa, and Jenna will go this way, the rest of you go that way. Look for Hitler!"

So we split up and ran to find Hitler.

As we continued to run through the maze-like house, we went up two more floors to the third floor. All of a sudden, we came to a large room: a throne room.

We stared up at the man in the giant chair. He wore a brown uniform and sported a small mustache and a combover... Hitler.

"Hitler!" I yelled, "Give up! You can't beat us! There's like, fifteen of us or something... I haven't counted... and only one of you! We took out your wife and infiltrated your home! There's nothing you can do now! It's over!"

"Ach wirklich? Ich spotten über Ihr Bedrohung! Ich kann auf einem mittelgroßen Armee auf meinem eigenen zu nehmen! Jetzt, bereiten für Ihren eigenen Tod!"

"...anybody understand what he just said?"

He lifted his hand at us.

"Intensive Feuerball von unglaublich ultimative Tod!!!"

All if a sudden, a giant ball of fire flew from his hand, flying straight toward us. Jenna jumped forward and slashed her katana, slicing the ball in half and causing it to explode, lighting the curtains, paintings, and carpeting on fire.

"Riesenmagnetintensiver Kraft!"

Then a giant magnet appeared in his hand and began to attract metal objects; he clearly wanted Jenna's katana, but it wasn't attracting it.

"Ha!" Jenn yelled, "Niobium isn't magnetic!"

Hitler then dropped the magnet and yelled another spell: "Leistungsstarke Schockwelle von tödlichen Schallleistung!"

Suddenly, we began to hear a high pitched noise that made me feel lightheaded.

"Run!" Flo yelled. So we sprinted out of the room and deeper into the mansion.

As we got into a small room, Flo nearly fainted, breathing with short quick bursts of air.

"What do we do now?" Jordan asked.

Flo looked at her. "There's only... one... thing that is... strong enough... to... defeat him. Jordan... now is the time to... use... the... Name Your Price Tool." Flo reached up and handed the Tool to Jordan. "Pull the trigger..." Then Flo was completely out.

Alexa quickly took her pulse. "She's still alive. Matt, you stay with Jordan. Jenn, help me get Flo out of here." Then they lifted Flo up and carried her away.

After they were gone, Jordan and I were left to face Hitler by ourselves. With a Price Gun. We are going to die...

The mansion began to rumble. Then the door to the room flew off its hinges and flames shot through the opening. Hitler's figure floated through the flames and Jordan lifted the Name Your Price Tool.

"Oh, Gertrude!" she yelled, "I thought this was a Science Fiction novel! Where is all the magic and stuff coming from?!?!"

Then she pulled the trigger on the tool. And accidentally electrocuted herself...

"SWEET MOTHER OF CHEESECAKE!!!" she screamed as her body flopped around on the ground.

I smacked the palm of my hand to my forehead. How could she be so careless? Hitler just stared at her. She looked as if she was doing the worm.

"So..." I said to Hitler, "Are you having a nice weekend?"

"Ja. Ich habe ein wunderschönes Wochenende. Und du selbst?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hitler. I don't really understand German."

"Das ist zu schade. Ich möchte für Sie mich zu verstehen.  Und ich ehrlich gesagt nicht mögen, dass 'Miep' Mädchen."

"I have no clue what you just said. Also, you are aware that your mansion is on fire, right?"

"Ja."

"Okay. I am assuming that means yes."

"Ja."

"Nice. So are we just going to stand here, or are we going to fight?" I was still in shock about what Jordan just did, but I got my second wind with the confidence. Jordan was still spasming on the ground.

"Nein, ich denke, ich werde einfach gehen. Wir sehen uns auf der anderen Seite der Zeit, können Sie hoffnungslose Stück nutzlosen Müll!"

I had no idea what he just said, but it must have been some kind of witty remark. Hitler pulled a remote out of his pocket and presses a button, causing a flash and a bang. Hitler just time traveled. But this time, it was different. After he disappeared, time seemed to stop. Miep rushed into the room.

"Matt! Oh, thank Anne Frank you are alive! Did Adolf just time travel?"

"Yeah, Miep," I replied, "He used his remote. Why is everything so frozen?"

"Oh my," she looked around, "Oh... my... no!!! This can't be happening!"

"What's wrong?" I tried to stay calm, but my voice was still shaky.

"We have to get out of here! Hitler froze time! It's only a level one freeze, but if we don't get out of here, we will freeze with it!"

The Time Traveling Crime FightersWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu